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Levanto

Appartamento

Up close to where we look forward to eating and sleeping for that week along the Italian Riviera, here are several pictures and observations. First, I love the charm to be found in the culture here. Not just the arguably cutest-ever Italian waitress here, but the rhythm of life, the cadence of the speech (which I seem to be having a hard time learning), the exuberance of it all.

Like too many coast towns (thankfully the Cinque Terre Park has been a wonderful exception), Levanto has its share of really ordinary buildings. Squat, stacked-up apartments rise from the soil amongst mulberry trees and cypress — whose builders appear to have chosen profit and economy at the expense of aesthetics. I wonder if Italians are bothered by the gap between structures of the quattrocento, say, and present-day? It is a visual reality to be reckoned with, for visitors such as we. Pictured here is an average apartment around the city.

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But there are options to be enjoyed, while moving around.

 

One of several places to enjoy and compare the sidewalk people-watching experience, is this corner coffee and hang-out shop. We sat at that lower-left-side table. Behind the camera a major connecting road leads to the train station (ahem, stazzione), perhaps a hundred yards inland. And farther into this photo, perhaps a hundred yards past that bright red illy sign, is our apartment. Beyond which, another five minutes afoot, is the beach. I spoke of cultural rhythms above; the video shows several.

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